Poems About PTSD Seeking Friendly Advice
#PTSD
Poems about PTSD seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
fightorflight
Disa
Disa
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 11:22pm
7th Jul 2024 11:22pm
Hair on the back of my neck
Bite for my lips to peel
Bruises mostly teal
Reactions unable to heal
Periphreal vision clear
It's not true just because I feel
Can't trust what I hear
Always sure someone's near
Lay on the bed nerves on third gear
Never too long without watching rear
Free of terror but live in sheer
Trust my gut even when it's not real
Bruises mostly teal
Reactions unable to heal
Periphreal vision clear
It's not true just because I feel
Can't trust what I hear
Always sure someone's near
Lay on the bed nerves on third gear
Never too long without watching rear
Free of terror but live in sheer
Trust my gut even when it's not real
#escape
#fear
#nightmares
#PTSD
#revenge
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3 Comments
moony_
Poem Published
14th Jun 2024 8:12pm
14th Jun 2024 8:12pm
First Memory: 4th Grade
I’m tired
I don’t think I slept at all last night
I kept thinking of her
My inner child
I’m working on healing her
My therapist told me
To imagine her
And me
In the same room
I hugged her so tight
We both couldn’t stop crying
Healing is going through the motions
So that’s what I’m going to do
We are in this together
I don’t think I slept at all last night
I kept thinking of her
My inner child
I’m working on healing her
My therapist told me
To imagine her
And me
In the same room
I hugged her so tight
We both couldn’t stop crying
Healing is going through the motions
So that’s what I’m going to do
We are in this together
#healing
#memories
#MentalHealth #PTSD
#MentalHealth #PTSD
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4 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 3:29am
9th Jun 2024 3:29am
Memories
You told me you forgot,
How does that feel?
I remember everything,
From the tears in your eyes,
To how you looked with blood on your sleeves.
I’m happy you can forget,
How does one forget?
I remember you screaming,
Can you still hear it?
Can you still make that noise?
I sit awake at night,
While you grasp onto remnants of nightmares.
I suffer like you,
But I suffer with my eyes open.
What else...
How does that feel?
I remember everything,
From the tears in your eyes,
To how you looked with blood on your sleeves.
I’m happy you can forget,
How does one forget?
I remember you screaming,
Can you still hear it?
Can you still make that noise?
I sit awake at night,
While you grasp onto remnants of nightmares.
I suffer like you,
But I suffer with my eyes open.
What else...
#PTSD
#suffering
#violence
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moony_
Poem Published
4th Jun 2024 3:00am
4th Jun 2024 3:00am
A Sliver Of My Trauma
I still remember your face
and how quick it turned from confused
to broken
I remember
the shirt I was wearing
it was neon pink
and I had my sisters scissors in my hand
I was terrified
I didn't even do any damage
I didn't want to do it
but I was decaying
and your face
and your heart
they looked so broken
you were sobbing while you held me
and I was just staring at the wall
thinking
"please let me go mom"
"please let me go"
...
and how quick it turned from confused
to broken
I remember
the shirt I was wearing
it was neon pink
and I had my sisters scissors in my hand
I was terrified
I didn't even do any damage
I didn't want to do it
but I was decaying
and your face
and your heart
they looked so broken
you were sobbing while you held me
and I was just staring at the wall
thinking
"please let me go mom"
"please let me go"
...
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#suicide
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5 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
20th May 2024 9:37pm
20th May 2024 9:37pm
The Truth Is…
I’m exhausted
Because I cried myself to sleep last night
And although I don’t talk about it
I think about suicide almost every day
I wonder if I’ll ever be happy
I am torn and conflicted
I still love a woman I met a decade ago
But she’ll probably never know
I look at a photo of her and I every day
And it’s probably silly of me
But I’m only human
I keep picking myself up
Forcing myself awake and out of bed every day
Just to repeat the same motions of monotony
And...
Because I cried myself to sleep last night
And although I don’t talk about it
I think about suicide almost every day
I wonder if I’ll ever be happy
I am torn and conflicted
I still love a woman I met a decade ago
But she’ll probably never know
I look at a photo of her and I every day
And it’s probably silly of me
But I’m only human
I keep picking myself up
Forcing myself awake and out of bed every day
Just to repeat the same motions of monotony
And...
#confessional
#memories
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#suicide
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
9th May 2024 11:26pm
9th May 2024 11:26pm
all about perspective...
let's talk about cowardice...shall we
I search all the time for answers
spend countless hours in self-reflection
it's true...I make changes
but when it comes down to it...
I struggle just to show up
frequently I...can't
my bed has a permanent indentation
in the fetal position
what kind of life is that...
living my existence like it's a cameo appearance
...barely visible
...unmemorable
walk off the scene...& poof
...forgotten
I was so afraid of rocking boats
I didn't even...
I search all the time for answers
spend countless hours in self-reflection
it's true...I make changes
but when it comes down to it...
I struggle just to show up
frequently I...can't
my bed has a permanent indentation
in the fetal position
what kind of life is that...
living my existence like it's a cameo appearance
...barely visible
...unmemorable
walk off the scene...& poof
...forgotten
I was so afraid of rocking boats
I didn't even...
#confessional
#LifeGoals
#LifeStruggles
#PTSD
#vulnerability
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3 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 7:49pm
23rd Apr 2024 7:49pm
Metamorphosis
Maybe I don’t hate myself anymore…
I used to be consumed
By a deep self-loathing
But I’m learning now
How to be self-forgiving
I used to be burdened
By traumatic memories
But the memories are fading
And being replaced
With notions of fortitude
With newfound grace
Growing in self-love
Growing in strength
No longer disturbed
By tragic past times
I have finally returned
To my rhythm and rhyme
I used to be consumed
By a deep self-loathing
But I’m learning now
How to be self-forgiving
I used to be burdened
By traumatic memories
But the memories are fading
And being replaced
With notions of fortitude
With newfound grace
Growing in self-love
Growing in strength
No longer disturbed
By tragic past times
I have finally returned
To my rhythm and rhyme
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
#PersonalGrowth
#PTSD
#learning
203 reads
14 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 3:22pm
17th Apr 2024 3:22pm
Mendacity
17/30
Mendacity
My Licensed Practical Nurse (LPN)
is trying to keep me alive, longer
No idea why
as I felt the US Air Force
never intended to use
my expertise in that
which I am totally capable
in seeing the task, the goal
to its end
Fellow Veterans, who,
like me,
don’t understand
why I don’t trust
my own Healthcare Provider
(LOL!) the military
They say civilians care and the
Veteran’s Admin is not military.
I still don’t trust them.
My...
Mendacity
My Licensed Practical Nurse (LPN)
is trying to keep me alive, longer
No idea why
as I felt the US Air Force
never intended to use
my expertise in that
which I am totally capable
in seeing the task, the goal
to its end
Fellow Veterans, who,
like me,
don’t understand
why I don’t trust
my own Healthcare Provider
(LOL!) the military
They say civilians care and the
Veteran’s Admin is not military.
I still don’t trust them.
My...
#anger
#depression
#military
#NaPoWriMo2024
#PTSD
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0 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 12:58pm
10th Apr 2024 12:58pm
duality
10 of 30
go ahead
I dare you
test my strength
it’s a little known secret
I go nowhere without backup
it’s never just me
he knew this
I warned him
he just didn't listen
maybe he thought himself immune
...silly fool
when my safety is in jeopardy
she's always there for me
my hidden weapon
even I didn't know she existed
until we came together
unexpectedly
always in moments of crisis
she emerges from the aether
the first time...
I watched as she emerged ...
go ahead
I dare you
test my strength
it’s a little known secret
I go nowhere without backup
it’s never just me
he knew this
I warned him
he just didn't listen
maybe he thought himself immune
...silly fool
when my safety is in jeopardy
she's always there for me
my hidden weapon
even I didn't know she existed
until we came together
unexpectedly
always in moments of crisis
she emerges from the aether
the first time...
I watched as she emerged ...
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #NaPoWriMo2024
#PTSD #NaPoWriMo2024
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8 Comments
alliwantisnothing
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 3:57am
10th Apr 2024 3:57am
trying to write out my feelings instead of cutting
anguish is flowing in red rivers beneath my skin
and it’s screaming to be let out
i couldn’t tell you where it came from
all i know is that i’m wired wrong
i wouldn’t dare try to talk to anyone beforehand
people either freak out or act annoyed
and in such a vulnerable state,
that is the cyanide of human communication
i wish someone would help me
the way i need to be helped
i usually feel stressed
numb
sad
ashamed
lonely
and overwhelmed ...
and it’s screaming to be let out
i couldn’t tell you where it came from
all i know is that i’m wired wrong
i wouldn’t dare try to talk to anyone beforehand
people either freak out or act annoyed
and in such a vulnerable state,
that is the cyanide of human communication
i wish someone would help me
the way i need to be helped
i usually feel stressed
numb
sad
ashamed
lonely
and overwhelmed ...
#depression
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#PTSD
#StreamOfConsciousness
291 reads
2 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 6:54pm
5th Apr 2024 6:54pm
No You Don’t
No you don’t
Please
Say it again, say you know
how I feel and that shiny Mont Blanc
pen you love to flaunt about will be
buried up to the gold ring in your neck
Sorry sir, didn’t catch that last bit
yup, daydreaming again
Therapist, gimme a fucking break
Oops, I got too “angry” and its Thorazine
for the win!
It’s cute that you think I’m sedated
I’ve built a tolerance up, you’ve gotta
bring that shit
Okay so to recap
Love the family, hate the coworkers
and it’s a bad...
Please
Say it again, say you know
how I feel and that shiny Mont Blanc
pen you love to flaunt about will be
buried up to the gold ring in your neck
Sorry sir, didn’t catch that last bit
yup, daydreaming again
Therapist, gimme a fucking break
Oops, I got too “angry” and its Thorazine
for the win!
It’s cute that you think I’m sedated
I’ve built a tolerance up, you’ve gotta
bring that shit
Okay so to recap
Love the family, hate the coworkers
and it’s a bad...
#anger
#PTSD
#healing
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5 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 1:14am
26th Mar 2024 1:14am
White Walls
Locked inside a place with white walls
My mind is my own worst enemy here
No padded walls but locked doors
Nurses checking in on me every fifteen minutes
Afraid I am a danger to myself
I might self destruct in three, two, one...
Anxiety spiraling out of control
The voices in my head overwhelm my mind
My brain screaming thousands of fears at me
"You're not worth it!"
"They don't love you!"
"You messed everything up!"
"You'll never be a first responder now!"
"You lost all your...
My mind is my own worst enemy here
No padded walls but locked doors
Nurses checking in on me every fifteen minutes
Afraid I am a danger to myself
I might self destruct in three, two, one...
Anxiety spiraling out of control
The voices in my head overwhelm my mind
My brain screaming thousands of fears at me
"You're not worth it!"
"They don't love you!"
"You messed everything up!"
"You'll never be a first responder now!"
"You lost all your...
#anxiety
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #healing
#PTSD #healing
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